Today is the day when I take out the trash
Eggshells and coffee grounds, cigarette ash
Empty containers of milk and ice cream
And sharp little splinters of yesterday's dreams
They've sat here in corners and cluttered my home
Too hard to touch them, I've left them alone
Covered in cobwebs, they lay on the floor
Pieces of garbage I don't want anymore
So today is the day when I toss it all out
It's just down to laziness they're still hanging about
Don't need to keep them, don't need to cry
Tears on my cheek are from dust in my eye
So I stuff them in bags and I tamp them right down
Over the traffic I'll still hear the sound
Crushed in the jaws of the crushing machine
Sharp little splinters of yesterday's dreams
